Every now and again, I read a book and all my enthusiasm for it is countered with depressing little thoughts that sneak in the back of my brain and whisper doubts in my ears.
Why aren’t you doing anything like that with your writing? Wait, you even think you’re good enough to write something like this?
Whenever I discover an author I’m enthusiastic about I go through that. I’m so thrilled about the work… and then I realize just how much I still have to learn.
I finished The 50/50 Killer and decided I’m allowed to resent Steve for at least three days. Call it an arbitrary amount of time for my attitude to be reborn. Or for me to just get over my petty jealousy. I count Steve as a friend – we hung out a fair bit when I was in England last summer – so I can at least tell myself that I hang out with the best.
I’m going to email Steve and tell him he sucks, because I’ve seen the reviews he’s getting (5/5 etc.) and I don’t want his ego growing out of control. I’ll have the review next Spinetingler, but I think it’s safe to say it’ll be positive. One of the most original stories I’ve read… ever.
That was the ‘Awe’ portion
Now, this is what comes between the ‘Awe’ and the ‘Ew’. A POLICE constable was gunned down and another man died yesterday after officers attended a "domestic incident".
It is always shocking when an officer is killed in the line of duty. However, I would have to guess it’s doubly hard to take when officers are shot in the UK, given that they have such tough gun control laws. I always find myself wondering what the police hurl at armed criminals – bad words?
Criminals, by their very nature, have chosen to step outside the bounds of the law. The rules do not apply to them. I’m not going to assess the laws of the UK. In the wake of the Mayerthorpe Incident people called for tougher laws here, for protection for the police instead of the criminals.
I wish people would stop talking about the Scottish election long enough to talk about the issues the police face in the UK. In a way, it ties in with some of what I thought about, reading The 50/50 Killer.
And, speaking of shock, this is the call Kevin was on the other night.
From the you’re-freaking-me-out files…(Ewwww)
What began as a faint popping in a 9-year-old boy's ear - "like Rice Krispies" - ended up as an earache, and the doctor's diagnosis was that a pair of spiders made a home in the ear.
That disturbs me on so many levels. Yep, Sandra goes girly. I frickin’ hate spiders.